Captivated........

by PURE-BLISS on January 22, 2005

   In the silence of the darkened room, he waits patiently for her return. He wonders how long it has been, for he has no means to track the passage of time. He swallows to soothe his dry throat, ignoring the bitterness of the rubber gag in his mouth. He lifts his head once more, and feels the leather strap tighten against his neck. He ponders the other straps, securing his wrists and ankles to the posts of the bed. Not tight, but he knows it is useless to struggle against them. At least she had thrown a sheet over him to cover his nakedness, preserving what little modesty he had left.

   The bedroom door swings open, letting an arc of light into the room. His eyes protest at the change, as he squints to see the sillhouette of his Mistress in the doorway. Her walk is confident; she knows that she is in charge, as she strides towards the bed.

   "And how is my captive?", she asks in a stern voice. He looks at her, the light shining off the red leather of her corset and stilletto boots. She bends forwards and rests her hands on the bed, the red silk gloves in sharp contrast to the white sheets. He watches her bare breasts sway from the motion, until her voice makes his eyes snap back to her face. "Hear
me, slave! You have displeased me greatly. You have been here as punishment but I now offer you a chance for freedom".

   He nods vigorously, ignoring the leather strap rubbing against his neck. "SILENCE, or I will leave you here!" she admonishes, before removing the gag from his mouth.

   He tentatively licks his bruised lips, then looks longingly up at her, wondering what the price is for his release. She silently climbs onto the bed, and stands over him. She looks directly into his eyes, saying, "You have one chance, slave - make me cum, or I will not untie you".

   With that, she lowers herself onto all fours, and positions her naked sex above his face. Tensing against the strap across his neck, he stretches out his tongue to lap at her moist flesh, stroking up and down. Pushing with the tip, his tongue finds her clit, stroking it once before she pulls away from him slightly, saying, "No shortcuts slave, work for your freedom!".

   The leather strap bites into his neck as he struggles to maintain the touch of his tongue to her wet slit, quickly stroking the tender flesh. He can see the results of his efforts, slowly leaking out of her opening, and her taste flowing across his tongue. With painful effort he finds her clit again, flicking it again with the tip of his tongue.

   Expecting her to pull away again, he is taken by surprise as she pushes her flowing womanhood hard onto his face. Recovering quickly, he pushes his tongue deeper inside her, flicking it back and forth as much as he can. Hearing her moan, he withdraws his tongue,
clamping his mouth over her swollen clit to suck it on it. Using suction to hold it in his mouth, he gently rolls it around with the tip of his tongue.

   The pressure of her wet flesh on his face increases, as she pushes backwards as far as she can, shuddering in the throes of orgasm. She reaches back with one hand, and pushes his head back down onto the bed and holds it there, while the shaking in her body dies away.

   She climbs off the bed, and strokes herself gently. "Very good, slave", she purrs, walking around the bed slowly. "I think I shall give you a small reward, for your efforts".

   He relaxes, his neck sore from the strap, and contemplates his release from his bonds. "Wait for me, slave", she says, chuckling, as she turns, and leaves the room.

   She returns after only a few minutes, and immediately climbs onto the bottom of the bed. Pulling the silk sheet towards her, she uncovers his body, smiling as she reveals his cock, still semi-rigid from their earlier actions. He feels her gently one hand around it, and it immediately responds to her touch, becoming strong again. He hears her chuckle, and jumps as she takes his cock into her mouth.

   He feels her tongue stroke up and down his shaft. He feels her manuevering inside her mouth, and shrieks as he feels the touch of ice against his hot cock. She sucks hard on his cock, pressing her hot tongue and the cold lumps of ice against it at the same time, and
his mind swims in the conflicting sensations. She deftly moves the ice around with her tongue, cooling different places, and warming others, swallowing the water as the ice melts.

   Lost in pleasure, he moans out loud, and she pushes the ice aside to deep-throat him. This is the final sensation, to push him over the edge, and he orgasms, spashing his hot juices into her mouth and down the back of her throat.

   She swallows quickly, not wasting a drop, and waits for him to finish his spasms before pulling away and sitting back, wiping her mouth.

   "Did I give you permission to do that?", she asks, sternly looking straight at him. His heart sinks, until she laughs out loud. "You are so naive, slave", she giggles.

   She leans over him, reaching to undo the strap on his left wrist. He tentatively raises his head, to lick at her nipple, and she says, "Go on, my loyal slave, enjoy yourself, you have earned it".

   He eagerly sucks at her breasts, as she unties his wrist, and tries to touch her, but she is too fast for him having already sat upright on the bed.

   "Now, now, don't get too eager, my slave - remember who is in charge here", she chimes, in a reprimanding tone.

   "I will leave you to undo the rest of your bonds yourself. Your clothes are on the lounger in the corner of the room".

   With that, she climbs off the bed, and walks towards the door. She stops in the doorway, and after turning slightly says, "Be good, my servant, and I may let you fuck me tonight without restraints".

   She slaps her ass with a quick motion of her outstretched hand. "Mmmmmmm, I might enjoy that......", and with a chuckle, she leaves him to himself.

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